There were days when
Iron drapes of our grief
Erected between us
Would crumble beneath
But other days when
Curtains would draw away
If I tapped them lightly;
But I chose to stay'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A friend indeed is almost the equal of good family, choosing to stay in a friendship when things are at low ebb is one of the hallmarks of good friendship. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.